"Is it you?" Xiao Mu turned his head and immediately recognized the young lady beside him.

She was a young lady with a large white sun hat and a pristine white dress, standing lively in front of Xiao Mu, looking full of surprise.

Her skin was fair, and her demeanor was graceful.

Nevertheless, Xiao Mu immediately noticed that on the right side of her head, partially hidden by her hair, a small piece of her ear was missing.

The remnants of the Blood Realm affected everyone, and as a member of the Blood Realm, this fair-skinned lady was no exception.

But missing only a small piece of her ear seemed to be a stroke of luck for her.

This lady was the same young woman to whom Xiao Mu had offered his seat on the Steam Firewheel Car.

"Sir, thank you for your seat on the Steam Firewheel Car." The young lady politely thanked Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu smiled back, "It was my pleasure to give up my seat to a beautiful lady."

"You really know how to talk."

Upon hearing this, the lady immediately giggled. Never having received such attention, she felt flattered and carefully examined Xiao Mu, especially his clothing. Suddenly surprised, she curiously asked, "May I ask, are you not a local?"

"Why do you say that?"

Xiao Mu was taken aback. He couldn't quite comprehend how this young lady recognized that he wasn't a local. How did she figure it out?

He had thought his disguise was quite good. To blend in with people from the Blood Realm, he had even made his left pinky finger disappear on purpose.

"Your clothing, this fabric, I've never seen it before."

The young lady's eyes focused on Xiao Mu's clothing, staring in surprise and curiosity at the fabric. She sincerely asked him, "If you don't mind, could I take a look at the material of your clothing?"

"The material?" Xiao Mu was inwardly surprised. As someone who didn't pay much attention to what he wore, he hadn't really noticed the issue with his clothing's material. He casually agreed, "Of course."

Immediately, the young lady picked up the edge of Xiao Mu's clothing and examined it. The more she looked, the more delighted she became, finally exclaiming, "This is truly perfect fabric. I've never seen such perfect fabric. What is this material? Cotton? Linen? Cloth? Wool? No, none of these. It isn't any of these materials. What...what kind of fabric is this?"

The young lady was bewildered. She really couldn't fathom what kind of fabric was on Xiao Mu's clothes, a fabric she had never seen or even heard of.

"This kind of fabric?"

Xiao Mu's expression shifted slightly, dismissively saying, "Does it really make a difference?"

"No, there's a huge difference."

The young lady's expression remained amazed. She looked at Xiao Mu with astonishment and said, "I'm a designer, Yuan Meiting. Sir, have you heard of this name?"

Yuan Meiting?

Xiao Mu was momentarily stunned and instinctively shook his head.

"Haha!"

Yuan Meiting covered her mouth, laughing, her smile somewhat enchanting. She giggled, "You say you're not from out of town, yet you haven't even heard of my name."

"Are you famous?" Xiao Mu casually asked.

"If you are a local, you should at least have heard of the city's most famous fashion designer." Yuan Meiting giggled, then extended her small hand gracefully towards Xiao Mu, "Yuan Meiting, the city's fashion designer, has her own clothing store."

"My apologies, my apologies."

Xiao Mu smiled and shook hands with her. Her small hand was cold, suggesting she had a weaker constitution. Xiao Mu withdrew his hand discreetly, immediately realizing she was just an ordinary person.

"My surname is Xiao, Xiao Meng." Xiao Mu casually gave a pseudonym. His intention for using a fake name was not to keep her from knowing his identity, but to avoid being discovered by the Heavenly Court prematurely.

"So it's Mr. Xiao. Are you new to the city?"

Yuan Meiting began to inquire about Xiao Mu's background.

Xiao Mu nodded.

This led Yuan Meiting to become even more curious about his background, "Then you must have traveled to many places and seen many extraordinary things. Take this garment you're wearing; I've traveled to many cities and never seen anything like it. No, I've never seen such perfect fabric. It's simply a miracle."

"Doesn't it wrinkle? Won't it shrink after washing? Ah, it's always so neat and flat, unbelievable."

Yuan Meiting marveled as she spoke, unable to resist picking up the corner of Xiao Mu's clothing again, rubbing it between her fingers. Soon, she sensed the allure of this high-tech synthetic fabric.

"Haha!"

Xiao Mu discreetly reclaimed his clothing. He smiled at Yuan Meiting, "If you're interested in this kind of clothing, I can give you one."

"No, I'm only interested in the fabric. Mr. Xiao, could you tell me where you bought this fabric? You know, as a fashion designer, perfect fabric is my lifelong pursuit."

Yuan Meiting declined, but she seemed entranced by the fabric of Xiao Mu's clothes, unable to take her eyes off it.

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